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Tin Man
Contributed by
gurlytye
on
Saturday, 24th November 2007 @ 01:45:11 PM in AEST
Topic:
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Thud
Sounds of a distant echo
Rumbling in the background
The creaking
Of rusted metal
Trying to move
Years of tears
Rain and weathered times
Solidifying every movement
The pain of watching
Behind a statues eyes
The muffled sounds
A desperate cry for help
A beauty
Right there in front of me
Gentle hands flow
Releasing tightened chains
That once bound me in place
Breaking free
Realizing its only a small joy
Which can never truly be experienced
A reminder of that hollow echo
That always lies in wait
If only.
...I could know true joy
If only I could feel
If only I could love
If I onlyhad a heart.
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2007-11-24 13:45:11]
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Re: Tin Man
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by TheGrimReapersHourglass on
Sunday, 25th November 2007 @ 02:34:02 AM AEST
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| Heart needed as well right now at Dirty Laundry,Trapped Under Ice,Graveyards to haunt,read Hourglasses.A Country woman I prefer as The American Witch,Heart I Love Rock And Roll Put A Dime In The Juke Box Baby,Because I Am Iron Man from gems road in Hourglasses.Oil Fun you be the Tin Girl Now Say Frankie As Say Legal for Head Oil Fun My It Flow and Titled Position may I Only See Buutons Go.From The Grim Reaper,DevilsPriest KnownAs LORD,Denver L. Jr. |
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